Today I woke up, groggy and annoyed by that certain I don’t know what. I had a HUGE list of things to do. Write a resume, read a billion pages, write three papers… fun stuff. So, naturally, I sat on the couch and watched football.
The anxiety continued and I just felt “ugh”.
I finally plopped down with bad TV on in the background and began typing up a resume I’ll be needing for several endeavors in the coming weeks.
It was being a complete pain in the ass. Do I say this? Do I add this? Do I sound too vague here? Do I sound like an egotistical turd here? I had no idea what I was doing. On top of that, getting the format just right had me so frustrated and mad I had to open the window to let the Autumn air cool my boiling blood.
Then, like a little answer from the spirits above, somebody came home and with only a smile and a bottle beer, turned my horrible mood around.
We sat on the couch and while he watched some silly action flick, I continued to type away, and as I encountered a roadblock and made disgruntled noises, my friend would say “Lemme see. Try this, or this… that looks good, change that…”
Slowly but surely, a beer, one glass of wine, and a couple slices of pizza later, my resume was complete. And it wasn’t awful, in fact, it was pretty alright, and I feel fairly confident in applying to a program mentoring troubled youth tomorrow.
I know I could have done this myself, but the truth is that my friend helped me more than they know.
It’s wonderful how kind words of encouragement and couple helpful pointers can truly transform a daunting and unenjoyable task.
Thank you friend, I owe you one. And if I get accepted to this program, I owe you a dozen.
It’s wild how one person, a couple kind words, a little help, and good company can really brighten someone’s day. How much it brightened mine.
Humans really are social creatures, imperfect creatures. And sometimes it’s not wrong to ask for a little help sometimes.
My father has always told that people depend on each other, and it’s okay to ask for help. You’re right Dad, I have to say, you won that one.
Tonight I would’ve ripped my hair out and cursed a bunch and killed a puppy (just kidding) if I hadn’t had a little help. So many other nights too!
Whether it’s schoolwork I need help with from a professor, man-advice from my best girlfriend, life-advice from my parents, or spiritual advice from a dusty book on my shelf, it’s there to be lovingly used.
A little bit of help goes a long way, and I am so thankful to have these resources.